A Plunder of Souls (The Thieftaker Chronicles)
“His homely face was slack, his eyes fixed on something Ethan couldn’t see. He seemed not to notice Ethan as he approached the house along the street. But when Ethan started up the path to Sephira’s door, the man straightened and puffed out his chest. A scowl settled on his face, but it wasn’t the menacing expression Ethan was accustomed to. He sensed that more than anything else, Gordon resented the intrusion.
Ethan drew his knife, flipped it over and handed it hilt-first to the man. “I’d like ...to speak with Sephira,” he said, his voice low.
Gordon pocketed the knife. “Wait here.”
The tough lumbered into the house. Ethan surveyed the grounds of Sephira’s estate. Her gardens were in full bloom; yellow finches flitted in nearby branches, singing boldly; a soft wind stirred the leaves and bent the grasses on her lawn. It was too bright a day for all that had happened, and for what promised to come.
“She’ll see you.”
Ethan turned. Gordon held the door open for him. He nodded and entered the house.MoreLess
Ethan drew his knife, flipped it over and handed it hilt-first to the man. “I’d like ...to speak with Sephira,” he said, his voice low.
Gordon pocketed the knife. “Wait here.”
The tough lumbered into the house. Ethan surveyed the grounds of Sephira’s estate. Her gardens were in full bloom; yellow finches flitted in nearby branches, singing boldly; a soft wind stirred the leaves and bent the grasses on her lawn. It was too bright a day for all that had happened, and for what promised to come.
“She’ll see you.”
Ethan turned. Gordon held the door open for him. He nodded and entered the house.MoreLess
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